Chess

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Chess.

That's all life really was.

A game of chess.

A large one.

 I'm the king of my board.

I have no pieces.

I haven't found the right ones.

I walk this chessboard, wandering it's terrain.

Those who matter are regarded.

"Kendra! How was your day today?"

Those that don't....

"Hey Kendra!"

...Aren't.

The objective of any board is to get to the end.

I have never found any reason to do so.

Not until.....

"Hey..."

them.

The other king.

The object.

The end.

"Are you okay?"

"...."

The path is clear.

The board has been set.

No more stalling.

I will build up my kingdom....

And break them down.

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